Into the Forest

there was wilderness everywhere

dense of jade forests surrouned me

the picturesque landscapes reminded me

of the painting i had once hung

but when i remember the painting

those incredible laughters together

me and jimmy had shared, oh, oh

the living room always lit up in orange

i knew that Jimmy would come back

he had apprently decided we needed

a total break, so he can breath air

i didnt know what to do, all i knew

i only wanted him back, achingly

i miss him, like a duckling missing

his mama, and all the sorrows decided

to knock on my door when i woke up

and saw Jimmy’s note, i cried severely,

“Darling, i need time out, from us!

if you need anything, i am leaving

my card and car and the house to you!

Please dont come looking for me!”

one day as i was sipping grean and

lemon tea, i remembered, the painting

how jimmy used to say if he had to

disappear anywhere, he would go

into those lushy green mountains

and never ever come back to the

skyscrappers and monstrous city

my Jimmy was not a lunatic,

my Jimmy was brave like a

ferocious mountain lion, fierce, strong

his character was so impeccable,

admirable in his own right,

like a divine Lord Zeus, born into mortal

like a thunderbolt, his decisions like a

strategic magic, only weapons of words

i remember as i climb one more hill

“WHERE ARE YOU JIMMY!!!

PLEASE COME BACK TO SUZY!!!”

i stumble and i roll over the hill

i land on a bunch of lavender, oh, oh

so rich its scent like iam in nothern England

but i reminded myself that its Ireland

my Jimmy decided to disappear to, oh, oh

i get up and i suddenly see a cottage, small

but a volutpous one, with a neccessary

chimney, smoke billowing, a green

pumpkin patch with a cabbage garden

i breath in and i see a backpack, i gulp

the backpack belonged to Jimmy

i stand and wait for him to come out

and the door slowly opened, i smile

the smile that signified happiness

Jimmy appears and grins, he beckons

i ran to him and i hug him tight

“Oh, Jimmy, i missed you, you had to

leave me for this treacherous green Ireland?”

Jimmy laughs huskily and said solemnly

“Remember i wanted to disappear in the

painting, i didnt tell you its secret, honey!

I’m its painter...i paint anonymously!”

Jimmy opened the wooden door and

to my surprise i see paintings of green

landscapes, of forests and pumpkin patches

i hug Jimmy and i cried and punched him

“Why such a secret, i would have

understood and kept your secrecy!”

Jimmy replied, “When you find a secret

leprechaun and you stumble upon

your pot of gold, all you can think of

is how to be happy with your fortune!”

i realized that Jimmy’s green fortune

was indeed the greenery that basked

his imagination and his hands were the

artist that captured all flora and fauna!!!